|Our Littlest Angel|
|By Connie Bolick|
|In memory of Kristina Marie Bolick, miscarried on July 14, 1999.|
|You were our littlest angel,
we always thought of you that way.
We had no way of knowing that,
Your life would last only a day.
You grew quietly within me,
we loved you from the start.
Then suddenly your life was ended,
you became an angel in my heart.
And as this Christmas time begins,
with bright colored lights to see.
There is no need for an ornament,
to place atop our tree.
Our littlest angel will be there,
looking down from Heaven above.
Asleep in the arms of the Christ Child,
remembered in our hearts with love.